The sounds from the television did not stop.

The soldiers carried the urn, which had a flag wrapped around it, down the plane. With every step they took, the newscaster’s voice became more agitated.

It was as if she wanted to etch the name of this hero into the audience’s hearts.

Sabrina could not hear anything else but a buzzing in her ears.

The small urn with a red flag on it was the only thing she could see.

That’s impossible.

How could this be possible? He didn’t even have a chance to look at our newborn daughter. How could he die just like that?

Besides, he was supposed to be in Jadeborough. He didn’t tell me that he was participating in some firearms smuggling case.

She started to search her pockets like a person who had lost all sense of awareness. Staring fiercely at the television screen, both of her hands burrowed into her red miniskirt.

“What are you looking for?” Solomon probed as he noticed Sabrina’s actions.

She was a little dazed. “I’m looking for my phone. I want to call him.”

Solomon kept quiet.

After a small pause, he still gave her his phone.

After receiving it with her cold hands, she quickly dialed that familiar phone number.

“Beep… Beep…”

“Hello?”

Is that you? Where are you? Huh? Where

she instantly started to yell when she heard

she was devastated as the person denied that he

not Devin. It’s

She paused.

seemed like half a century, Sabrina clutched the phone and heard herself

you could bring your child here. That way, when he’s being buried, she can show him some filial

Thud!

from Sabrina’s hands before she collapsed to

“Sabrina!”

“Ms. Sabrina!”

dashed

Solomon. He did not say that Devin had died but directly told her that her newborn baby had to return to pay her respects to

was nothing more brutal than

that the

about this,

return flight home, she appeared to have lost her soul. She numbly sat at

her to pat her from time to time, she would be no different from a

white crocuses and was full of mourners.

outside the

at the mourning hall, which was full of flower wreaths. When she saw the picture in front of her, she could not hold on any longer and felt a

child, she slowly keeled over in the

“Sab-”

“Sabrina!”

crashed over her like

she blearily saw Devin gently

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